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Traumatic Brain Injury ~ 8 Years Later brain cell signaling cranial sacral healing holistic healing liquid light redox signaling molecules tbi traumatic brain injury Jun 22, 2022

June 19 marked 8 years since I fell and suffered a traumatic brain injury. Eight years!

If you or someone you know has suffered a TBI, you know what the recovery process is like. It seems like an endless to and fro from one appointment to another to regain what was lost.

I could not read (and comp...

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Signaling Molecules Quietly Heal From the Inside Out asea fascia healing massage percussion redox redox signaling molecules surgery May 31, 2022

I acquired this funny looking device (far left) when my ex husband died in early 2020. I remember asking him what it was. (Doesn’t it look like a polisher of some sort?) He said it was a massager.

I have since learned this from my chiropractor who uses a professional version of this funny thing: A ...

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Memories, a Hairbrush & the Holidays grace grief griefandloss healing holidays kaleidoscope Nov 02, 2021

 To learn more and join me in Kaleidoscope go here. 

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Living with Grace ~ Healing After Trauma compassion grace healing living with grace trauma Jun 08, 2020

Episode 5

Trauma can be a catalyst for personal transformation. Sometimes that transformation comes quickly, sometimes slowly. But change is always the result.

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Healing journeys - the similarities for humans and animals facebook live grace's journey healing Jan 08, 2018

Meet Grace, my one eyed Goddess. As I nurse my cat Grace back to health, I am seeing the similarities between her journey and our journey (our meaning humans). It's fascinating. Join me.

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TBI – My Journey to the Mountain brain determination healing injury pain ptsd recovery tbi traumatic brain injury yin yoga yoga Jun 19, 2015

A year ago today my daughter and I left for a road trip. It was to be a 12 day trip.

It lasted three days.

Twelve hours after leaving, I was flat on my back, in a pool of my own blood, one hand holding my daughter’s. The other holding the hand of a hotel staff member, in shock, under blankets wi...

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